[Intro]  
[Verse 1]  
Well, the sun dips low on a rusted tailgate,  
Cooler in the bed, a cold one waitinâ.  
Dust on my boots, a John Deere cap,  
Radio cracklinâ through a maple gap.  
Sheâs a blur of plaid, laughinâ in that shotgun seat,  
Ainât much but this dirt road feels like destiny.  
[Chorus]  
Weâre just a little broke, a little blessed,  
Workinâ hands, calloused but dressed in sweat.  
Loveâs a flicker in a porchlight beam,  
Chasinâ sunsets and dirt road dreams.  
[Verse 2]  
Granddadâs words in my back pocket still,  
âSon, donât rush lifeâlet the fields fill.â  
But her kiss tastes like a hurry-up rhyme,  
Weâre dancinâ in the headlights, stealinâ time.  
The worldâs got plans, but weâre skippinâ the script,  
Burninâ rubber where the asphaltâs stripped.  
[Chorus]  
Weâre just a little broke, a little blessed,  
Workinâ hands, calloused but dressed in sweat.  
Loveâs a flicker in a porchlight beam,  
Chasinâ sunsets and dirt road dreams.  
[Bridge]  
The stars donât judge a dented Chevrolet,  
And the pines hum along to the mistakes we make.  
Yeah, the yearsâll come, and the yearsâll go,  
But this gravelâs home, no matter how slow.  
[Chorus]  
Weâre just a little broke, a little blessed,  
Workinâ hands, calloused but dressed in sweat.  
Loveâs a flicker in a porchlight beam,  
Chasinâ sunsets and dirt road dreams.  
[Outro]

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